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To
Mrs.
Snow
's
unbounded
amazement
,
Pollyanna
sprang
to
her
feet
and
clapped
her
hands
.
"
Oh
,
goody
!
That
'll
be
a
hard
one
--
wo
n't
it
?
I
've
got
to
go
,
now
,
but
I
'll
think
and
think
all
the
way
home
;
and
maybe
the
next
time
I
come
I
can
tell
it
to
you
.
Good-by
.
I
've
had
a
lovely
time
!
Good-by
,
"
she
called
again
,
as
she
tripped
through
the
doorway
.
"
Well
,
I
never
!
Now
,
what
does
she
mean
by
that
?
"
ejaculated
Mrs.
Snow
,
staring
after
her
visitor
.
By
and
by
she
turned
her
head
and
picked
up
the
mirror
,
eyeing
her
reflection
critically
"
That
little
thing
HAS
got
a
knack
with
hair
and
no
mistake
,
"
she
muttered
under
her
breath
.
"
I
declare
,
I
did
n't
know
it
could
look
so
pretty
.
But
then
,
what
's
the
use
?
"
she
sighed
,
dropping
the
little
glass
into
the
bedclothes
,
and
rolling
her
head
on
the
pillow
fretfully
.
A
little
later
,
when
Milly
,
Mrs.
Snow
's
daughter
,
came
in
,
the
mirror
still
lay
among
the
bedclothes
--
though
it
had
been
carefully
hidden
from
sight
.
"
Why
,
mother
--
the
curtain
is
up
!
"
cried
Milly
,
dividing
her
amazed
stare
between
the
window
and
the
pink
in
her
mother
's
hair
.
"
Well
,
what
if
it
is
?
"
snapped
the
sick
woman
.
"
I
need
n't
stay
in
the
dark
all
my
life
,
if
I
am
sick
,
need
I
?
"
"
Why
,
n-no
,
of
course
not
,
"
rejoined
Milly
,
in
hasty
conciliation
,
as
she
reached
for
the
medicine
bottle
.
"
It
's
only
--
well
,
you
know
very
well
that
I
've
tried
to
get
you
to
have
a
lighter
room
for
ages
and
you
would
n't
.
"
There
was
no
reply
to
this
.
Mrs.
Snow
was
picking
at
the
lace
on
her
nightgown
.
At
last
she
spoke
fretfully
.
"
I
should
think
SOMEBODY
might
give
me
a
new
nightdress
--
instead
of
lamb
broth
,
for
a
change
!
"
"
Why
--
mother
!
"
